Tinker winced, held still for a moment. Then he smirked.
"Only proving my point, Emeric..." he said softly. "You don't know anything."
"I'm okay," he said. "Just our 'mutual friend' trying to remind himself of how powerful he is." He pulled out the tattered top of his jumpsuit out and put it on.
The shirt wasn't the most important part of the outfit, anyway. He pulled on the jacket over the jumpsuit.